Once in a Blue Moon

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A/N: This one is on the longer side lol, Ik y'all ready for it. Please please please vote. It only takes a second and if you really feeling it, comment. I write this for y'all. Also, if anybody knows someone who does covers, drop their @. Love you guys. 🤓😘  Without further adieu. 

"Get down before I tear your ass to pieces," Gunz threatened his younger brother, who was using Galaxy as a step stool to get on top of the fan. Gunz had on house shoes, a black terrycloth robe, a wife beater and a pair of boxers on. He was smoking a cigarette, which wasn't usual for him, but the kids were making his nerves bad. "Galaxy, hell is you doing?" After Auggie climbed down, Galaxy sat up to reveal vaseline and baby powder spread across her face and the top of the head. She grinned. "I'm a donut, brother."

Before Gunz could cuss both of them out he heard a crash and his son crying. At that very same moment both of his phones started to ring. Exhaling heavily, he scooped Galaxy under one arm and picked Auggie up with the other. "I knew you was gon be slick retarded when our Mama named you. What kinda nickname is Auggie?" Gunz sat Auggie on the table and laid Galaxy on the counter with her head and face in the sink. He turned the faucet on and picked up his iPhone, which was on the last ring. He flipped open his trap phone, which only had a text.

"Hello?" He spoke into the phone, going to the back of the apartment to find Jude.

"Yes, this is Nadia Horn? I'm over the renovation at-"

"I know who you are," Gunz interrupted her, placing Jude on his changing table. "What's the problem?" Gunz was getting his soul food restaurant renovated. He wanted to revamp the menu, change the flooring and wallpaper, as well as install new appliances and give it a fresher theme. He was also renaming it.

"Nothing! There's a few documents we need you to sign before we can knock down the wall separating the two dining rooms. Our carpenter is also here and he would like your input on the tile for the kitchen area, if possible." Nadia's voice was soft and hesitant. She'd never dealt with Gunz directly, but she knew of him. She always wanted a chance to be in his company.

"I can be down there by three."

"Thank y-"

Before she could answer, Gunz hung up. Some called it conceited, but Gunz had instincts. He could tell when a woman wanted him without even laying eyes on her. Jude snuggled up to Gunz as he walked back into the kitchen with his eyes on the picture he and Delilah got printed out professionally. They were at the fair, Delilah looking ecstatic with Gunzs' arms wrapped around her waist. They looked like soulmates.

Fuck. Gunz cursed to himself, running his hands over his face. I'm fucking up. In the two and a half weeks since he'd talked to Delilah, nothing seemed to be going right. Jude caught the flu, fifteen thousand dollars worth of Molly had gone missing, the renovations had gotten delayed, and he couldn't find his favorite chain for anything. "How you still alive and haunting me?" He asked the picture.

"Who you talking to, G?" Auggie asked, appearing by his side. Gunz frowned. "Nobody. Take yo' skinny neck ass in the room with them and watch Mickey Mouse." Auggie cracked up and ran off, hollering about how Gunz said he was in charge of the TV.

Gunz chuckled and turned to the door as someone began to knock on it. His face hardened. Not many people knew where he lived and even they didn't visit often. He grabbed a .22 that was taped on top of the refrigerator and went to the door.

"Who is it?"

"Nigga, it's me. Ain't no point in trying to make your voice all deep and menacing cause I already know the only heat you carrying is a hot ass baby bottle. Fisher Price ass nigga."